Vulcanov - The Dawn Of The Battle Lyrics

Part I - The Will of the Pagans
At the presage of a imminent battle
Families are separed, hearts are broken
Only with courage and hope mans leaves their homes.
A fatal destiny, a fatal tragedy
Thereás no choice, is fight or die
A fight to survive, to protect what is ours
In this senseless war
Now prepare yourself (Courage and hope)
No one is there for help (Nowhere to hide)
Fight until the end (Sharpe your blade)
And be prepared to die (Raise up your sword)
Blood in your hands
Their blood in your hands
Your blood in their hands

Then protect your people (show your value)
Protect you culture (your final task)
Protect your believes (your final sacrifice)
Protect your freedom (your final sentence)
Blood in your hands
Their blood in your hands
Your blood in their hands

Donát ever turn away
Donát ever give up
Prouve your strengh

Donát ever sucumb
Donát ever be weak
Defeat your enemy

Donát lose your courage
Donát lose your hope
And show your will

Our reasons and believes
Against the tyranny of the enemies


Part II - The Uncertainty of the Christians
Legions of warriors
Thatás the Christian Army
They are the chosen of God
To protect this world

They will bring justice
Aniquliating your enemys
A village of pagans
A menace to freedom

They will bring justice
By bringing death
Thatás the way
We bring decay

Thatás how they
Will to paradise
Thousands of deaths
Is the key to heaven

The Inquisition will begun (why I have to do that?)
Abomination is just starting (whatás the reason to do that?)
Is time to Inquisition (why I have to do that?)
The massacre is near (whatás the sense of that?)
This is the Godás will
I no more understand
The clemency and pardon

Donát ever turn away
Donát ever give up
Prouve your strength

Donát ever sucumb
Donát ever be weak
Defeat your enemy

Donát lose your courage
Donát lose your hope
Show your will

No more questions here
Everything is very clear

The drum roar, the trumpet sound
The bell tolls and the horses trots
Itás the announce of war
Itás the will of the pagans against the uncertainty of the Christians

The until green valleys become red
Despair and suffering everywhere
By the flames the hope goes away
Itás the will of the pagans against the uncertainty of the Christians

Part III á Glory and Failure
Now the battle is over. Few men survive, but feeling happiness and sadness at the same time, the people of the village made the Christian army succumbs.
One more time will be peace and joins, and for the defeated ones only sorrow and repentance.

Mighty warriors of Christ, you follow your faith
You killed your own kind, to reach paradise
How could you be so blind?
Only now you discovered that heavenás a lie

Is too late now, precious warriors of Christ
You lived in a lie for so much time
You follow the truth that leads to eternal life
And only now you discovered that itás a lie

Thousands of bodies lay on the floor
Wasted lifes, wasted souls
A fatal destiny, a fatal tragedy
Is always dark before the dawn
Is time for a new beginning, a new life.
The invasiors failure, for the village was glory
But for what price?